Entry tags:
( 003 ) ♔ ( don't feed the lions )
Who: Saber and anyone who approaches.
What: Hat silliness.
When: Monday, all day.
Where: All around the city. Please specify in your subject where your character is and when. Or, I'll do it in the next tag!
Style: I'll match what you do.
Saber (really) likes lions, so she was surprised to see a plush lion hat in her kitchen the next morning. Unable to resist (as it was ridiculously cute), the knight had placed it onto her head. And then she was unable to take it off. She had noticed her marking had glowed the previous night, so .. perhaps this was related to the curse?
The King of Knights had decided to go out early in the morning to get some information, not wanting to be seen with this hat on more than necessary. In about thirty minutes or so of making her way around the middle quadrant, Saber felt a unique craving for something with meat. Getting herself a decent breakfast, she then made her way outside again.
..And found herself extremely tired. Within a few moments, Saber found herself sitting on a bench near the plaza. And then she was on her side, and curled up. Ignoring the fact she likely looked ridiculous, and was in her armor, she napped peacefully.
And thus started a day of napping around Vatheon for Saber lion.
What: Hat silliness.
When: Monday, all day.
Where: All around the city. Please specify in your subject where your character is and when. Or, I'll do it in the next tag!
Style: I'll match what you do.
Saber (really) likes lions, so she was surprised to see a plush lion hat in her kitchen the next morning. Unable to resist (as it was ridiculously cute), the knight had placed it onto her head. And then she was unable to take it off. She had noticed her marking had glowed the previous night, so .. perhaps this was related to the curse?
The King of Knights had decided to go out early in the morning to get some information, not wanting to be seen with this hat on more than necessary. In about thirty minutes or so of making her way around the middle quadrant, Saber felt a unique craving for something with meat. Getting herself a decent breakfast, she then made her way outside again.
..And found herself extremely tired. Within a few moments, Saber found herself sitting on a bench near the plaza. And then she was on her side, and curled up. Ignoring the fact she likely looked ridiculous, and was in her armor, she napped peacefully.
And thus started a day of napping around Vatheon for Saber lion.
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Saber's not worried about being a danger, so to say, as much as she is humiliating herself. Really, why did she have to put on the accursed hat?
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"It really doesn't come off?" he asked, and without waiting for an answer, reached over to try yanking it off himself.
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The hat came off as Laharl pulled it. Blinking, with her face darkening considerably, the King of Knights sighed.
"I swear, there was even another gentleman on the network this morning that couldn't.. and then Shinjiro tried to pull his own hat off in front of me and was unable."
Just as she knew that she had genuinely tried to pull the hat off several times, too.
"So we cannot take it off ourselves, but others can? What a simple solution. Well, thank you, Laharl."
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"It is pretty simple, if you've got someone willing to lend a hand." He paused, and then realized that sounded as though he were referring to himself. "Of course, I was just curious. You don't thank a demon."
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With that, Saber nodded.
"I'm relieved though, as that makes the rest of my week much easier. I just.. need to ensure that no more hats come into contact with my head.."
Considering people were.. how they were, she wouldn't be surprised if some were throwing hats onto others for amusement.
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"Tch. Some people are gonna be pranking with these, aren't they?" Which... admittedly could be a lot of fun, depending on the person and the hat. It seemed to be happening enough without him helping it along though. "Well, as long as it's not my head."
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"I have had a long day. ..Oddly, I'm still tired. It is late, though. Best regards, Laharl. I shall see you around."
Nodding to him, Saber makes a mental note. This is another small instance where Laharl had helped her, even if in a minor way.